So obsessed with this band and this song right now. Thank you Pandora for introducing them to me. Their music has inspired and upped my word count. LOVE!
I also posted the lyrics because...well, they are simply divine.
Walking On a Dream - Empire of the Sun
Walking on a dream
How can I explain
Talking to myself
Will I see again
We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down I'm just in awe of what's in front of me
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
Thought I'd never see
The love you found in me
Now it's changing all the time
Living in a rhythm where the minutes working overtime
We are always running for the thrill of it thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out again
Never looking down I'm just in awe of what's in front of me
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
Catch me I'm falling down
Catch me I'm falling down
Don't stop just keep going on
I'm your shoulder lean upon
So come on deliver from inside
All we got is tonight that is right 'till first light
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
Is it real now
When two people become one
I can feel it
When two people become one
1. I’m an expert tree climber.
2. I cannot eat pizza without ranch. Just cannot do it.
3. I cannot eat waffles without peanut butter. Just cannot do it.
4. Am positive Jeff Buckley was my soul mate.
5. I love the Ninja Turtles, Jim Henson movies, and Sam and Dean Winchester.
6. I was a fan of zombies before they were cool.
7. Bones from the Night Huntress series is my ultimate book crush.
8. Aliens freak me out.
9. Can’t stand it when people walk slowly through crosswalks.
10. I am technologically challenged and will always be behind the times with cell phones.
Heard this song on the radio today and immediately had to download it. I will listen to this while writing a few scenes on my WIP Princess of the Trailer Park. This song describes the relationship between Cali and Shep--two characters that are draining every ounce of my energy and breaking my heart at the same time. The life of a writer...gotta love it.
Do you ever wonder why some trees lose their leaves in the winter months while others don't? I do. Science can explain it away, of course, but perhaps there is some deeper lesson to be learned. Okay, I admit it, trees, nature, and anything of the sort just plain facinates me!
Eyes of burnt sienna
Smirk like a devil
Body of a God
Obstinate heart
Steel trap mind
Nimble words
Charm unmatched
Kisses breathless
Gypsy soul
Lingering touch
Trouble mine.
We cannot base our decisions off of fear. If there is something that we want to do, but fear the outcome...just go for it. I believe in the end, fear is less resolved than regret.
I felt in my life very suffocated and smothered by my circumstance. Your life becomes what you believe. I was living in a house with my mom and my younger brother and we were all sharing rent and wasn't really making rent. Didn't get to eat, I scraped food off of people's plates where I waitressed, I stole toilet paper from fast food restaurants... I got fired from my last job and that was it. My mom was like we're just going to do what we love, and we're gonna just have faith. So I lived in my van, and she lived in her van. And I decided, fine, I'll die, but I want to go to college. I'll die, I don't want to go to work and waitress. I want to do what I love only. I love singing, I never really thought I could make a living at it, it was dreaming. Zen, Buddha, God, Jesus, Trees, whatever is out there, what I want is. I want to make a living doing what I love, you know?
-Jewel
I am a firm believer that everyone has their thing, that one thing in life that brings them a sense of solace and peace. They don’t even have to be necessarily good at it. But they love it. And that’s what counts.
Of course for me its writing. Writing has been my thing since I first learned to use a pencil. I’ve always, always had stories in my head. I’ve always had characters and plots and scenes and events just swimming in my mind, waiting to be brought to life in words. When I have a story idea going on in my brain, it nags at me like a headache until I get to work on it and start bringing it to fruition.
I don’t know if it’s healthy, normal, or maybe just plain insane, but if I don’t write, I feel guilty and uneasy.
But its not just about stories either. Writing down my thoughts has helped me through some of the darkest parts of my life. There is something about transferring my emotions into written words and reading them that acts as a form of therapy for me. I’ve said it before and I will say it time and time again, writing keeps me sane.
I am not exactly good at verbally expressing myself, but give me something to write with and suddenly I can explain everything in explicit detail. The words just form better on paper than they do for my voice. And that is why when I am really heated about something or troubled, or even ecstatic, I am more than likely going to write about it.
To me, a blank piece of paper is like a whole world waiting to be created. Taking a pen to it is like constructing my own cosmos. I can develop whatever I desire. When I am having a bad day, feeling bitter and despaired, I can write all my misery away.
Writing is a part of my soul, of my essence. Some days I suspect I have more ink in me than blood.
Sometimes it's really easy to get caught up in things that don't have true value. I think it's disturbing and really sad when I look around and peoples faces are bent down enthralled in their cell phones and laptops. Even in social places, people seem to prefer what is artificial to the real thing. I admit there are moments when I am guilty of this. But I catch it and quickly remind myself that life is happening right now, right in front of me, right around me, not on facebook or other apps.
Same goes for those that are obsessed with material objects. They believe they will find satisfaction in these things. But they are just things. The only real thing that can give a person true satisfaction is him/herself- not a new truck or a name brand purse.
Everyday I take a moment, I inhale a breath and remember that I only have this one life. This ONE life. And its a short one. I am determined to make the most of it. To take chances, to make mistakes and learn, to find adventure, to laugh, and to love.
Can I get an amen or what?
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